Unconscious Thoughts

Dan Carlson swung into the convenience store and grinned, “Alright, post position.” The tall, brown-haired man jumped from his SUV and headed inside. He would not be smiling by the end of the day.

The Manhattan real estate agent had a habit of stopping at the store on his way to work. It was the coffee … everyone loved it, there are different flavors and toppings. Dan vaguely listens to “The AM Show” on the TV as he pours the brown liquid and adds the cream.

Usually he watches for a few minutes sipping his favorite flavor; it gives the bachelor a chance to catch up on what’s going on in the world. He’s saving for a down payment on a house and spends most of his time at work; doesn’t have time for current events.

During the day this information unconsciously roams through his mind. Kinda like the power of suggestion. At lunch they will surface and he will review them with his associates. Things like the changes in air travel, or some of the healthcare bill passages.

This morning “The AM Show” is discussing the Muslim situation. Dan didn’t notice at first; his thoughts are fixated on that first delicious, eye-opening sip. He goes about the business of making his coffee as a voice drones on about misunderstanding, turning the tide.

Photo/Patrick Farrell/Miami Herald

As he looks up, a bearded Muslim is preaching from a mosque in South Florida: “Just let us spread the message of Islam, declares Shafayat Mohamed, “let people know the better of the Koran… People will learn, Islam will spread, people will understand.” He wants to throw the doors wide open—online.

Dan shrugs and makes a beeline for the door, time to get to work. There is chaos and mayhem from the moment he pushes the revolving door at the Chase Realty building. Dan is so busy that he doesn’t take lunch. It’s a relief as the time to go home draws near.

It’s been a grueling day; the agent’s eyelids are drooping before he collapses between the sheets. Dan is almost out when his eyes fly open … it’s those unconscious thoughts that had been softly crawling about his brain:

“What the heck did he mean: the better of the Koran … and Islam will spread?”

May Your Glass Always Be Half Full


Read a chapter of Maxi’s novel:
Over the Edge

About Maxi

Hi … I'm Maxi, a retiree with an addiction. I have quit: raising kids, cleaning house, cooking, doing laundry—there is no end the list—everything is done on "have to." The addiction? Writing to my last breath. blessings ~ maxi
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